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Welcome to the fragile world made up using just 26 letters and live pictures arranged and rearranged again and again to form tales and imaginings which, if you let them, will dazzle your senses, haunt your imagination and move you to the very depths of your soul.

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Silent dreams and a sea of fireflies,
tread beneath the aubergine skies,
Silhouette cast from elder trees
they shroud the charcoal streams,
Saffron cuts into the hills abreast
like ignited tides of passioned crime,
Showering paths with glee, and hope
and rays of possibility that's the dawn.

I keep looking in the night stars
I long something from morning rays
I go shouting at the afternoon winds
And I stop at twilight's fall
Deep and then deeper blue the sky
I keep looking at her, loving,
As time becomes sedate and pearl
Somewhere an old piano plays,
adorns the air with beautiful notes
She's dainty, impassioned and embracing
all at once, with unforgettable flair
All I wish is to stop time, for more
I live to the next day when twilight falls
and the old piano plays, yet again...